(Translation To: Heirate Mich) You see him creeping around the church He has been alone for a year The sadness took away all of his senses He sleeps every night by her grave There, by the bells sleeps a stone And I alone can read it And on the fence, the red rooster Who was your heart at that time The fear has been skewered on this fence I now go digging every night To see what still remains Of the face that smiled for me There by the bells I spend the night There between snails, a lonely animal During the day I run after the night You escape me for the second time Marry me With my hands I dig deep To find what I missed so much And under the moon in its most beautiful dress I have kissed your cold mouth I take you tenderly by the arm But your skin rips like paper And parts fall off of you